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DA VINCI’S LAUNDRY

★★★★

Riverside Studios

DA VINCI’S LAUNDRY

Riverside Studios

★★★★

“slick in all the right ways”

Keelan Kember’s new play, set in the corrupt (and bizarre) world of high art, is a witty and playful piece of theatre.

Christopher (Kember) and his colleague Milly (Arsema Thomas) work together at a fictional art house (Beauchamps) They are tasked with selling a genuine Leonardo Da Vinci. Except it’s not a genuine Leonardo Da Vinci. And their clients are both obscenely wealthy and obscenely trigger-happy. Bit of an eek.

Kember’s script is characteristically witty, with Kember himself – still confusingly endearing – leading the charge. Directed by Merle Wheldon, the whole piece is compelling and compact, even for the majority of us plebs who knows nothing about the art world. John Albasiny as Boris, the Russian oligarch who has made his fortune in *cough* aluminium (with a sprinkling of cadavers along the way) is excellent. Though tiny in stature, he’s pretty terrifying, and commands the stage completely. As the Prince, Fayez Bakhsh is also an excellent addition, horrifying in his own spoilt, childish way.

The set design (Eleanor Wintour) deserves its own paragraph. It is the perfect complement to the premise: the glossy, white minimalism is visually satisfying, but it also works in a fascinating conceptual dichotomy with the ostentation and conspicuous capitalistic world the play centralises (the method for transitions is also excellent). Good stuff.

There are some tonal inconsistencies in the characterisations which are a little jarring. The acting varies from the pantomimic to the minimalist, which can, a times, be whiplash-y. Steve Zissis as Tony, the epitome of a free-market capitalist and Republican is certainly very watchable, if a little implausible. He is funny, but again, a little pantomime-esque, which is sometimes at odds with the play’s overall vibe. And perhaps the barrage of jokes at the expense of Americans and the differences between them and the British are a little over-wrought.

The strength of Kember’s script lies largely in the delightful repartee and gentle sardonicism, which he, as an actor, exemplifies. The one scene without him actually stands out as a little extraneous, though this could be because of the somewhat contrived romantic sub-plot. But these are small points.

‘Da Vinci’s Laundry’ is slick in all the right ways. Above all else, it is entertaining – which is not a given in the current theatrical landscape – and very amusing. It’s tight, it’s clever, it’s genuinely funny.



DA VINCI’S LAUNDRY

Riverside Studios

Reviewed on 8th October 2025

by Violet Howson

Photography by Teddy Cavendish


 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

BROWN GIRL NOISE | ★★★½ | September 2025
INTERVIEW | ★★★ | August 2025
NOOK | ★★ | August 2025
A MANCHESTER ANTHEM | ★★★★ | August 2025
HAPPY ENDING | ★★★★ | July 2025
DEAR ANNIE, I HATE YOU | ★★★★ | May 2025
THE EMPIRE STRIPS BACK | ★★★★★ | May 2025
SISYPHEAN QUICK FIX  | ★★★ | March 2025

 

 

DA VINCI’S LAUNDRY

DA VINCI’S LAUNDRY

DA VINCI’S LAUNDRY

FLUSH

★★★

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

FLUSH

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

★★★

“the young actresses all show impressive range in their multi-rolling”

Flush is a cross section of one night in the women’s toilets of a Hackney club. Fast paced and wide-ranging, it offers a kaleidoscopic view of the female hivemind anno 2025.

With fourteen characters, it’s an ambitious script. Most are part of groups, including a flock of giddy underaged girls, office workers out on the town, and a cow-themed hen do. April Hope Miller, who also wrote the piece, shines as a diabolical maid of honour, while Ayesha Griffiths harvests many a laugh as a woman who is considering how to rid herself of her disappointing Hinge date. Jazz Jenkins convincingly portrays the play’s central character, Billie, a recent immigrant from the US who gets assaulted by the manager at her new job. Aided by quick-changing lights (Jack Hathaway) and club-inspired music (Yanni Ng, Jacana People), director Merle Wheldon crafts a cinematic depiction of Billie’s trauma-and-ketamine-induced haze, as clubgoers swirl around her in fast motion. In Flush, there are as many themes as characters, and perhaps there are too many of both – that being said, the young actresses all show impressive range in their multi-rolling.

The play’s central premise is the singularity of women’s toilets as a space that enables raw interactions between women from all walks of life. In the dialogue, references to the characters outside of the bathroom effectively conjure up a world beyond the stage, which underlines the physical distinctiveness of the female lavatories. But how, and why, these toilets and that wider world differ remains underexplored in the script, leaving the question of space and separation somewhat neglected. Additionally, I was surprised that, despite the inclusion of a trans character, the script did not address the question of who ‘belongs’ in the ‘women’s’ bathroom, an issue which has become increasingly debated in recent years and would lend the piece more urgency.

On stage, there is a similar lack of precision regarding the female toilet as a physical space. The omission of walls and doors from the three toilets on stage preserves visibility, but the difference between the inside and the outside of a cubicle is crucial, exemplified the various characters that ‘hide’ in the toilet. This separation within the lavatory could have easily been created through lights or careful blocking, but unfortunately, it’s mostly unclear where the cubicle ends and the sink area begins. Additionally, few of the characters use the lavatory for its primary purpose: the loos are generally used as seats, and no one washes or dries their hands, leaving the blocking static at times.

Perhaps overly ambitious, Flush offers an (early) afternoon of feminist entertainment that leaves you looking forward to your next visit to that complicated sanctuary known as the female bathrooms.

 



FLUSH

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

Reviewed on 14th August 2025 at Upstairs at Pleasance Courtyard

by Lola Stakenburg

Photography by Jake Bush

 

 

 

 

 

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